children of the wild world

You probably come from Canada

the cold winds chased you down

Is that a touch of snow upon your wing

are you headed southward bound?

Move quickly wild bird, the hunter comes from town

He longs to see you on his wall you match his mantlepiece of brown.

Faster wild bird, your sun is sinking down

I'd love to ride your noble wings I would utter not a sound.

There must be some kind of blue sky somewhere

God made especially for you

Children of the wild winds go there now

And take what's left of living for you.

You probably come from Asia

where the seas are deep and clear

When you rise to break the rolling waves

your body glistens like a mirror.

Move faster great blue one it's the fisherman I hear

And there's a pretty price upon your head they're paying well for you this year

Faster great blue one your darkest storm is near

I'd love to ride your great blue tail all your secrets I'd hold dear.

There must be some kind of blue sea somewhere

God made especially for you
Children of the wild seas go there now
And take what's left of living for you.

You probably come from Idaho where the cool air treats you right

Where you roam the Sages Mountains in your savage delight

Move quickly brave one, the builder scales your heights

And your home to him's worth millions now so there's nothing he won't fight.

Faster brave one,

your moon is losing light

I'd love to run the trail with you,

scream your courage through the night.

There must be some kind of mountain somewhere

God made especially for you

Children of the wild lands go there now

And take what's left of living for you.

There must be some kind of new world somewhere

God made especially for you

Children of the wild world go there now

And take what's left of living for you.